We are the champignons

An early morning, woken around 5 as Little miss bossy and co decided to finally put themselves to bed to sleep (as opposed to the internetting that I presume they'd been doing up to that point). Then Mr K had to get up at 6 to collect the teen from his Newark flight.
This early start to a Sunday did mean that we actually made use of the glorious sun by walking the dog and then decimating the herb garden - I'm planning to replant it in spring.
It's lovely having the teen back home, although the internet has now slowed down to a standstill...good job he's off out to a mates' house in a mo, I might stand a chance of uploading my blip!